With just one glance, Jian Wushuang realized that Feng Qi's current situation was far more serious than he imagined.
The broken soul is like wisps of clouds and smoke, which can't stop escaping and can no longer be condensed.
If he hadn't belonged to the Feng clan, one of the three ancient clans, I'm afraid that Xu Shen's blow would have been enough to kill Feng Qi.
Perhaps sensing the entry of external forces, a handsome young man with bare upper body stood up and was about to get angry and attack someone. When he saw it was Jian Wushuang, the anger in his eyes turned into loneliness and sadness.
"How is the situation? Do you need me to do anything?" Jian Wushuang stepped forward quickly and asked.
The handsome young man hesitated to speak, but finally said, "I'm afraid it will be difficult for my ancestor to survive this time."
When Jian Wushuang heard this, his heart sank suddenly, "Impossible, isn't it possible that all of you Feng Clan can achieve Nirvana and be reborn? I have also seen Feng Qi perform it, and he quickly recovered from his near-death state."
"Yes, our Phoenix Clan can indeed achieve Nirvana, but our ancestor's soul has dispersed. We can't even wake her up, so how can she achieve Nirvana?" The handsome young man's eyes were filled with sadness, "Even if she is a descendant of our clan,
Even with the same force, we can’t wake him up.”
Looking at the soul that could not be suppressed and dissipated even in the Nirvana Formation, I was afraid that if it continued like this, Feng Qi would really die.
Without thinking, Jian Wushuang said directly, "Can you let me enter the formation? I want to give it a try."
There was a flash of hesitation in the handsome young man's eyes, but before he could speak, Jian Wushuang walked straight into the formation.
An urgent voice came from behind, "You must hurry up, I'm afraid that my ancestor may fall at any time."
Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang came to the center of the formation. Looking at Feng Qi with her eyes closed as if sleeping, he slowly sat in front of her.
"I am coming."
The hot little flames dispersed in the wind.
Jian Wushuang recounted the past to Feng Qi as if having a heart-to-heart conversation. From the first meeting to fighting side by side again and again, he described everything in detail and accurately.
"I am very grateful for everything you have done. You saved my life when we were in Luodu, and you also saved my wife's life without hesitation on the battlefield outside the territory. It is equivalent to now that I owe you two lives. If you
If I can’t wake up, I’m afraid I really won’t be able to repay you.”
"After you wake up, I will promise you, or the Phoenix Clan, three promises. No matter where or when I am in the future, these three promises will be valid forever."
"Besides, I feel that in the coming years, it would be too boring for the Divine Power Universe to not have a woman like you."
The calm words were accompanied by flames as thin as hair escaping from the formation.
And the handsome young man who looked like an ant on a hot pot outside the formation also stopped at this moment and stared fixedly at the center of the formation.
Feng Qi's soul that was constantly escaping began to stop escaping outwards. At the same time, those scattered souls began to transform into small fire phoenixes and were quickly withdrawn into the body.
When Jian Wushuang saw this scene, he was overjoyed and cut open his left wrist. Immediately, the divine blood belonging to the super-perfect creature's physique dripped onto the left side of Feng Qi's body.
The divine blood containing strong and tenacious vitality, like a vine, quickly repaired and nourished Fengqi's broken body.
The skin is filling at a speed visible to the naked eye, and every meridian is being repaired.
And Feng Qi's pale face also turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After an unknown amount of time, Feng Qi slowly opened her eyes and looked at Jian Wushuang, who was stimulating the divine blood to nourish herself. She said quietly, "I heard everything you just said."
Jian Wushuang, who was already a little dizzy, forced a smile and said, "It's good if you hear me. If you can't hear me, it will be in vain."
"Are you serious about what you said?" Feng Qi continued to ask.
Jian Wushuang nodded, "Of course."
A joyful look appeared on Feng Qi's face, and he did not see Jian Wushuang's increasingly pale face. "You don't owe me anything. If I save you, I am willing to do so."
After bleeding for nearly half a stick of incense, even Jian Wushuang could hardly hold on.
"Hurry, hurry up and go to Nirvana, I can't hold on anymore..."
Only then did Feng Qi react. He hurriedly stood up and covered the wound on Jian Wushuang's wrist with his hand. "You are such an idiot. If you shed so much blood of the origin, aren't you afraid of damaging the origin?"
Jian Wushuang shook his head slowly, "Don't worry about me for now... Your things are important, don't delay."
"Then wait for me here and don't leave no matter what." Feng Qi bit her lip, "If you leave, I won't proceed."
Jian Wushuang felt dizzy and couldn't care about anything else. He could only nod his head.
Feng Qi smiled, turned around and walked behind him.
In front of her, a barrier with blazing and terrifying flames was completely opened.
A pair of flame wings suddenly burst out from Feng Qi's back, and then entered the realm of enchanted fire.
Her front feet left the ground, and Jian Wushuang fainted in the center of the formation.
Due to the order of their ancestors, the descendants of the Feng clan did not dare to step into the formation easily. They could only scratch their heads and control the heat to make Jian Wushuang in the formation as comfortable as possible...
Time passed by, and two days later, thousands of fire feathers suddenly flew out of the fire realm barrier that had been calm.
At the same time, a woman with huge flaming red wings, extremely handsome and heroic, rushed out from it.
After successfully achieving Nirvana, Feng Qi ran directly to Jian Wushuang who was sleeping in the formation.
She raised her hand and cut her wrist similarly, and the divine blood with the phoenix breath of her ancestors dripped into Jian Wushuang's mouth.
When the handsome young man standing at the outermost edge saw this, he hurriedly said, "Ancestor, you must not do this!"
Feng Qi ignored it, and the divine blood from the Feng clan's ancestral veins continued to drip into his mouth at a steady speed.
"Absorb it, you must absorb more."
The sacred blood of the Feng Clan's ancestral veins entered his throat, and all the meridians in Jian Wushuang's body began to burn at the same time.
At the same time, a phoenix silhouette with wings spread out and singing appeared in the center of his chest, like a living creature.
And Feng Qi, after thinking again and again, stretched out his right hand and quickly painted directly on Jian Wushuang's left arm.
Suddenly, a simple phoenix totem appeared, and then disappeared under the skin.
After doing all this, Feng Qi giggled like a child, and then returned to his usual lonely appearance.
When the ancestral blood of the Phoenix clan that entered Jian Wushuang's body reached saturation, Feng Qi withdrew his palm.
Everything became calm, and Jian Wushuang fell into a deep sleep again.
Feng Qi walked out of the formation slowly and said softly, "You guys should take good care of Palace Master Wushuang here, and let me know as soon as there is any news of her waking up."
The handsome young man nodded in agreement, and then continued to activate the formation carefully.